Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1112: Love It or Not!

Chapter 1112: Chapter 1112: Love It or Not!

"Brother, thank you for your help just now."

Elder Han walked out from among a group of disciples of Xuannv Sect, stood in front of Fang Bai, looked him over a few times, and bowed slightly.

To other Martial Artists present, Han Xingyu’s status as an Elder of Xuannv Sect was prestigious, and her power far surpassed that of Fang Bai. When she expressed gratitude to him, Fang Bai should have at least reciprocated with a respectful bow and then politely exchanged a few words.

However, to the surprise of those Martial Artists, Fang Bai barely gave Han Xingyu any attention, showing some impatience as he waved his hand and said, "Elder Han, spare me the pleasantries! We should be thinking about how to deal with the impending Spirit Beast siege!"

After all, Han Xingyu was an elder. Fang Bai’s attitude showed not the slightest respect, which astonished the Martial Artists on the scene, who quietly worried for him.

Some of the Xuannv Sect disciples looked disgruntled; if it wasn’t for the face Fang Bai had just saved, someone would have already spoken out to scold him.

As for Fang Bai, the fact that the Linghu sisters were imprisoned by Xuannv Sect already disgruntled him. If he were to go there and Xuannv Sect refused to release them, a conflict would be inevitable. At that time, Han Xingyu, as an Elder of Xuannv Sect, would definitely stand opposite Fang Bai. How could he possibly show her any goodwill?

Elder Han also frowned slightly; a touch dissatisfied, but considering her status, she didn’t want to argue with Fang Bai. She looked around and said indifferently, "Brother, aren’t you being a bit alarmist? There are no Spirit Beasts nearby!"

Although there were many Spirit Beasts at the bottom of the gorge, they were not found everywhere. Elder Han did not sense the presence of Spirit Beasts within a few hundred meters and believed that Fang Bai was talking nonsense, scaring the present Martial Artists. Her impression of Fang Bai worsened.

"If I say there are, then there are! Believe it or not!"

Fang Bai, having said this, went to an open area near the bottom of the gorge that was bare of trees and undergrowth and leaped onto a boulder that was tall enough to accommodate four or five people. He then waved over to Hu Ren, Miao Feng, and Hu Yi, saying, "Brother Hu, the Spirit Beasts are coming quickly, come over here! When they attack, we’ll join forces to defend!"

Although Hu Ren also didn’t sense the presence of Spirit Beasts and was skeptical of Fang Bai’s words, Fang Bai had saved his son’s life, and he felt it was inappropriate to refuse. So, he nodded, bringing his wife and child onto the boulder, standing beside Fang Bai.

Seeing Fang Bai’s actions, Elder Han no longer concerned herself with him. She commanded Zhuge Lian and other disciples to look for suitable vines near the cliff walls, preparing to climb up.

The bottom of the gorge was nearly a thousand meters from the top. Even with her formidable power, Elder Han couldn’t directly ascend using her movement technique and had to rely on climbing the vines growing on the cliff walls.

Seeing her actions, dozens of Individual Cultivation Martial Artists followed suit, searching the vicinity for suitable places to start their ascent.

Though the bottom of the gorge was wide enough and light could shine down, it was not a place for a prolonged stay. It was best to get up sooner rather than later.

A few breaths later, a rustling sound seemed to come from all directions. Initially almost inaudible, but moments later, the sound reached the ears of every Martial Artist present, giving them a chilling sensation.

Elder Han focused and listened carefully, then her face suddenly changed, and she looked at Fang Bai with a complex expression, yelling loudly, "Disciples, take heed! Spirit Beasts are attacking this way! Gather around me quickly!"

Apart from Fang Bai, Elder Han was the strongest and most sensitive Martial Artist at the scene. As soon as the rustling started, she sensed the approach of thousands of Spirit Beasts rushing towards them and realized that what Fang Bai had said was true.

Unaware of Fang Bai’s disguised appearance, Elder Han didn’t recognize him. She never expected this middle-aged man, only at Desolate Level Perfection in cultivation, to have an even sharper intuition than hers, detecting the Spirit Beast attack before anyone else.

Zhuge Lian and the other eight Xuannv Sect disciples, upon hearing Han Xingyu’s warning, immediately retreated to her side, forming a circular defensive formation around her. Seeing Han Xingyu’s grave expression, they, too, unsheathed their swords, ready for battle.

The dozens of Individual Cultivation Martial Artists witnessing this also gathered around the Xuannv Sect’s disciples, each with their weapon in hand, as if facing a formidable enemy.

These martial artists were wise, knowing that Han Xingyu was the strongest among them. Being closer to her, they might be able to request her help at a critical juncture.

As for Fang Bai and Hu Ren, the four of them on that large rock seemed somewhat isolated. If they were to be surrounded by a Spirit Beast attack, relying solely on themselves would hardly be sustainable for long.

"Brother Bai, should we... join them? You know, there’s strength in numbers!"

The martial dao couple, Hu Ren and Miao Feng, felt uneasy, believing that joining Han Xingyu and the others would be safer.

Fang Bai glanced at Han Xingyu and the others and, with a dismissive sneer, said, "Elder Hu, if you trust me, stay here! I’ll ensure your family’s safety. If you wish to go there, I won’t stop you!"

"This..."

Hu Ren scratched his head, exchanging uncertain looks with his wife, Miao Feng.

Naturally, their confidence in Han Xingyu was higher, after all, she was a Vast Level middle-rank powerhouse. However, Fang Bai had saved their son, Hu Yi. To leave now would be ungrateful and this they could not reconcile.

"Miao Feng, you take Yi’er there; I will stay here with Brother Fang."

Hu Ren suddenly said in a deep voice.

"I won’t go, we’ll face death together!"

Miao Feng refused to leave her husband, shaking her head with a determined stance.

"Dad, I want to stay too! You’ve always said that we should be grateful and repay kindness. If not for Uncle Bai saving me, I’d be dead by now! So if Uncle Bai doesn’t leave, nor will I. I want to fight the Spirit Beasts with Uncle Bai! I know I’m crippled, but if the Spirit Beasts come, I can still throw stones at them!"

Although most of Hu Yi’s meridians were severed, rendering him nearly useless, this fourteen- or fifteen-year-old boy possessed a heart full of gratitude and stubborn resilience. After speaking, he picked up several stones and placed them in front of him, ready to resist any Spirit Beast’s attacks with these rocks.

Seeing his wife and son’s resolve, Hu Ren heaved a sigh and said, "Alright! We’ll stay together!"

Fang Bai saw in Hu Yi a youth who, despite his age, knew to repay kindness and was loyal. He admired him greatly, patting his head with a smile, "What a boy you are, Hu Yi. For what you’ve just said, Uncle Bai won’t let you die. Moreover, once this is over, I’ll repair your meridians for you, so you can step back onto the path of the Martial Dao!"

"Uncle Bai, really? Can I really cultivate again?"

Upon hearing Fang Bai’s words, Hu Yi’s frail body trembled. He looked at Fang Bai with surprise and joy, his eyes shining with hope and anticipation.